Tuesday night, as the sea of Rolling Stone staff headed out to see Bob Dylan in Brooklyn or Radiohead in Jersey, I took the road less respected to see Good Charlotte, Metro Station and Boys Like Girls at Roseland Ballroom. A band I once defended as "blink-182 with talent," Good Charlotte was a fun, dependable act that somehow earned a place in my heart through a childhood of budgetless but respectable Warped Tour performances and ambitious, borderline nonsensical tour couplings (Justin Timberlake's FutureSex/LoveShow Tour? Srsly?). But never in my 22 years had I seen GC like this.

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Click here for Peter Travers' video review of Sex and the City

Dear Diary,

Don't hate me. Tonight I did something that most women would never speak to me again for doing, and/or give away organs to do themselves. Practical, intelligent women; and I'm not talking kidneys.

Yes, tonight, I attended the Sex and the City movie premiere at Radio City Music Hall in New York City (with my bestie Ally Lewis.) Shoutoutz!

When we arrived at the pink carpet, the situation was about as glamorous as those Season One episodes where Carrie would turn to the camera and say what was on her mind. (Props to whoever put an end to this.) The rain was coming down, the make-up was running, and the line to get in resembled one of those extreme hamster cages with the psycho tubing.

A mousey girl with a heinous beret climbed onto the nearest barricade and began pouting. "Who's in charge here?" she asked no one in particular. "I've been waiting since 5:30!"

"I've been waiting four years!" I wanted to say back. But no. There was no reason to unleash my inner anger at Minnie Mouse when it was clearly Kim Catrall I wanted words with.

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American Idol is the type of show you either hate, or fist-fight your roommate over when they suggest watching House during commercial breaks.

For the latter, the only thing possibly sweeter than having six-day-champ David Cook show up at your office for lunch is runner-up David Archuleta joining him, and the two spending the afternoon calling each other "Cookie" and "Archie" as they attempt to figure out which of them is being addressed.

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